"Here's your room number." Mrs. Simmons said, handing me a piece of paper. A2-1 got it. When I got to the dorms, they looked like houses. I unlocked the door, and gasped, it was like a house. I was standing in the front room, looking at the decor. The walls were painted a light shade of blue, the lights were on, a TV in the sitting room. I looked in to the closets in the hall and saw that they were built for holding coats, shoes, backpacks the like. I got to a room, a label on the door said that it was my room. I gasped, it was a master room. The closet had nice new clothes from un known designers that I've never heard of, designers that I have heard of and more b eautiufl sights to see. I had a huge bathroom, I'm gonna love living here.
I heard the sound of some one unpacking as I looked at my room. It was huge, nice clothes and a huge bathroom. I was trying out a bottle of perfume that was perched on top of the counter. Mmmmm smells good. I inhaled deeply and started unpacking. "Hey, mind if I come in?" The girl asked. "Sure." I said, rubbing on some scented lotion. "Isn't this place awesome?" She asked. "Yup," I said. "I'm Bridget." She said. "Taylor," I said smiling.
The two girls I live with were talking when Taylor was unpacking. While I had a little tour of my room. I shouldn't say little tour, I should say huge tour. I love my room!